icarus - rob rico
"icarus"
written & performed by rob rico
mixed and mastered by Chris Mcmasters & rob rico @ mixx studios
beat by @FalakBeats
video edit, rob rico
Listen to it on Spotify here:
https://open.spotify.com/track/4et5cW...
well well well... here we are. it's been awhile and for good reason.. life has a way of changing abruptly when you least expect it for the good and the bad. not to say that does or doesn't apply to me lol. anywho, here's a new song for yall! this one is called "icarus" and it means A LOT to me because it's the last song in a set that I've been working on for quite sometime. sometimes when you least expect it a bigger picture randomly starts showing itself and i think that's what's happened here. I'll fill yall in on that soon but for now, enjoy the music! If you like it, leave a comment to show support and if you don't leave a thumbs up(that'll show me!)
big things on the way. i just ask for your continued patience.
i miss you all, i love you all(especially you) c ya soon! imma go reach out to ppl i care about!
luv,peas,shicken greece🔥
-rob
lyrics:
Bang bang- again we’re off to the ponies
Old homies don’t even know me call up and say I’m being phony
W/ no semblance of where I’ve been or where I plan on going
So if you know my history you best step up and show me
I’m moving forward and staying focused
And haters taking notice, is it fascination or bogus being so braggadocios?
Broke the status quo with the weight of my of my pinky toe
Now I’m spastic cuz all the feedback I’m getting is haptic
Wack emcees can step to me and that’s a bad plan
I’m chilling in the back taking shots w/ the grandads
Vibing, surviving- but known for killin’. Whiskey’s been chillin
while chasing villains. Bring the chalice, we aint spillin!
Now we let the cat out the bag dad, we know that ma’s mad dad
(We) collect body bags like Baghdad!
Now they’re screaming,”God protect us!”
It’s hard to act right when you’re ambidextrous!
We’re barely alive, barreling over our pride
Where do demons confide when ours divide and conquer
Pride ground down to powder, rap battling for hours
When your playground is a battlefield enemies back down and cower
We only fighting with a fistful of quarters
Linguistics leave our lips like bricks of hot mortar
Smoother than vix and now your burnin in your chest
And OG emcees flow with double “R” and that’s a hard flex
So what’s next? Check your specs, we clean the streets of vermin
The shit ur should neglects now your consciousness is concerning
Always turnin in your sleep, haunted by the black sheep
They say time is limited but possibilities here are infinite!
So as you listen know your mission is derivative
Of knowledge of pronouns, verbs, objects, and synonyms
Sweeter than cinnamon, we’re wrinkled on top
But mix these melodies with hardline and we got this on lock!
Prop yourself and dust off your shoulders
Only guarantee is that this journey’s gettin colder
Grab your Folgers, avoid the mean mugs
We aimed for status quo but still attracting the buzz(we know!)
Life’s a party and ours is just getting started
Been stirring the pot for years just desperate to be a part of it
Staring through the looking glass R.I.P. our dearly departed
These the type of lines you write when you feeling lethargic
and I’m flying towards the sun today(amen)
and We’re flying towards the sun today(amen)
and Your flying towards the sun again(amen)
and Your flying towards the sun today(amen)
and we’re flying towards the sun today(amen)
and We’re flying towards the sun today, amen
and we’re flying towards the sun today…